Excerpt: "?If I hadn?t heard it from Mrs. Clay herself, I never would have believed it! To think that John Beacham, who?s a sensible man as men go, should be marrying an Irishwoman! If Honor Blake was English-born now, one wouldn?t blame him so much; but to choose a girl that comes of people who, as everyone knows, you can?t trust farther than you can see them, is what I call a sin and a shame.? The speaker was a woman of low stature, elderly, and sharp of voice and feature. She was seated at a round old-fashioned mahogany table, on which a teapot of the material known as Britannia metal steamed with a pleasant warmth, while the odour of buttered toast, ?hot and hot,? filled the little room in which she and a chosen chum and gossip had met together to talk over the domestic affairs of their friends and neighbours."
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